"You know full well whether you love me or just yourself." Damian Xavier's gaze was frigid. "If I weren't Damian Xavier, just some ordinary person, would you still love me?"
His words were relentless, each one exposing the ugliness in Mya Walsh's heart, driving her to the brink of collapse.
"There's no 'if'! You are Damian Xavier, the man I've always loved!" She couldn't believe things had come to this, that he would look at her with such indifference.
"That's enough. Everything that needed to be said has been said. You're on your own now." With that, Damian Xavier took long strides to his car, started the engine, and left the Shaw estate without a backward glance.
All strength seemed to drain from Mya Walsh at once. She crumpled to the ground, squatting as she broke into loud sobs.
'This is all because of that Aria Sterling!'
'If it weren't for Aria Sterling, I would have married Damian Xavier! I would have been so happy!'
